Chapter 155: 【Choice on the Heartstrings】I will take you back to the palace
The person in front stops
The large army of people followed and stopped.
There was not much movement when she woke up, but she could not escape the excellent hearing of martial arts practitioners.
He noticed...
that moment,
Something crazily overflowed from the eyes, sliding across the cheeks in an instant, moistening the skirt of the clothes all the way. The hand holding the carriage sill became stronger, and the sawdust was embedded in the nails, but there was no pain.
What he said, whether she woke up or not, was heard word for word in her ears. She suddenly opened her eyes, feeling resentment and unwillingness in her heart that she hadn't felt before. After hearing what he said, she finally
Realize how stupid and stupid you are and what you have done!
"I'm here to take you back to the palace." His words were thin and cool.
Return to the palace?
Long Lilie, do you know what you are talking about? You think it’s funny, so that’s why you don’t dare to dismount or even look back here, right?
She couldn't help laughing out loud, but the laughter spread more and more sarcastically. She laughed wildly, as if she had heard something ridiculous.
The people outside the carriage only knew that the queen was awake. After hearing the emperor say that he would take her back to the palace, she suddenly laughed like this. They lowered their heads and did not dare to look at the dragon's face.
no response
The queen did not speak, and even the emperor was silent
"The humble minister (low position) begs the queen to return to the palace -" At the front, Wuhen Huachi dismounted tacitly, lifted up his robe and knelt on the ground, with firm eyes and a deep voice.
After the sound of weapons being placed on the ground, "Please come back to the palace——", over and over again, what lingered in my ears were the same calls from so many people.
Eleven felt that even her laughter had become weak, and her vision was so hazy that she could hardly see the front.
Pushing open the curtain and looking at the crowd outside the carriage, in his eyes, people were kneeling before and after. Sheng Yeming couldn't see the happy gaze. There were so many people, but only him - the back figure on the horse was always there.
Just the back view...
Do you dare not face it? Or is it because you are an emperor, so you are used to letting these people do things for you?
Then why did you come?
Without saying a word or even showing any expression, Eleven stepped out of the carriage slowly. His footsteps were light but crisp at this time.
That white figure was swaying in the wind, her neat temples were not messy, and her pear-white robe was holy and noble all the time. He was so calm, but she was in a miserable state.
Her footsteps stopped next to Long Lilie. At such a close distance, she was too stingy to look at him.
What about him?
She doesn't know, she doesn't even want to know
She raised her eyes and glanced to the other side, "Sheng Ye Ming..." Her words sounded charming.
Then……
Perhaps this is the boldest and most desperate thing she has done since traveling through time...